The hearts that cling to Israel,— How many may there be? And where the homes in which they dwell, O'er far-off land and sea? In northern climes, 'mid frost and snow, Where winter's garlands gleam? Or where the southern roses glow Through boughs of waving green? The faithful hearts in Israel,— How staunch they are, how true! How grandly doth their record tell The patriot and Jew! Long years, their ancient faith to shied, What storms did they withstand! Yet gladly life and love would yield To serve the fatherland. The loving hearts in, Israel,— O, what a mighty throng! And from these hearts deep feelings well. And flood the world with song. Sweet mothers know the melody, Strong husbands, tender wives,— All feel its lovely harmony Steal softly through their lives. The tender hearts in Israel,— How willingly they go Where poverty and sickness dwell, To banish pain and woe! How faithfully their friendship clings Through tides of countless years! Thy joy to them its rapture brings, Thy grief, its silent tears. The hopeful hearts in Israel,— The hearts that trust and pray, Though frowning clouds would darkly tell The flight of golden day; Relying on a Father's care, They look for brighter hours, And find, where colder hearts despair, Hope's everlasting flowers. Know ye the hearts in Israel,— Ye, whom so oft we hear Upon this theme? You cannot tell How pure their depths appear. Sore need the secret might impart, True love the tale might tell; God bless each grave, each tender heart, Each heart in Israel! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WAY OF THE CONVENTICLE OF THE TREES by HAYDEN CARRUTH REMEMBRANCE by EMILY JANE BRONTE TRULY GREAT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES TO HIS COY MISTRESS by ANDREW MARVELL SPIRIT WHOSE WORK IS DONE (WASHINGTON CITY, 1865) by WALT WHITMAN THE SONG OF WANDERING AENGUS by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |